Revenge of The Lost (A Gundam Wing Fanfiction Novel)

Chapter 1: A Dead Man On A Wedding Day

Revenge Of The Lost

(Our main characters are 18-19ish and I've never read Frozen Teardrops sadly, so it doesn't factor into my fanfiction.)

"Duo?"

Duo wasn't shy about staring at the window of their old junkyard. The normally frolicking version of him wasn't anywhere in sight. It happened. While Duo was often a good buddy, when things struck him the wrong way, he had no problem taking someone down. At the moment, he was definitely being rubbed the wrong way. He knew Hilde Schbeiker, the one talking to him right now. He knew her well. They'd known each other for some time now, ever since the first War that placed The Great Destroyer Deathscythe off the map. He knew her hangouts and her friends. She never tried hiding anything from him. He was good at reading people, and Hilde was a good person.

He watched her rub her lip softly. She didn't really know what to say.

"You don't have to say anything," Duo said, realizing his anger might be looking like it was towards her. It wasn't, not at all. "I'm looking for any details, Hilde."

She shrugged. "I don't know. I didn't? I mean, I haven't. I'm not." She was confused. "When I didn't get my period at first, I was scared. I didn't want to tell you about that kind of thing." She rubbed her arm, unsure of herself. "I was hoping maybe I just caught something and that's what held it up. After all, I mean, it's not like I . . ." She just stared into his eyes, with hope. Hoping he understood so she didn't have to say it.

"Got it." He did. "Well? Well, well, well." He tugged on his ponytail lightly as he took off his cap. It was time to unwind some, at least in appearance, for her. "The junkyard wasn't the greatest way to start, but I've seen much worse." He twirled his cap in his hand, trying to loosen her up. "We'll be fine." Yeah. "Everything will be just fine, no worries. Duo is on the job, I promise." He shoved his hat back on. "You just think up some names-"

"I don't know the dad's genes, space could be dangerous," Hilde said. "I don't know what to do. I don't even know how this is happening or why or . . ."

Or who, which was the biggest focus Duo was trying to keep his happy smile from landing on. "For now, let's just call it immaculate." Yeah. "Then when we do find out who the dad is, then we'll kill him." His expression didn't change as he said those words. Firm, compassionate, but truth. He would kill him. Whoever thought it would be a great idea to get his best friend pregnant behind his back, and hers, was going to pay. He believed Hilde, that she didn't know how or who. Probably a hospital. The thing about the war, was that while the world kept going, some people couldn't make that turn as easy.

As The God of Death, Duo took more than one life. He fought in a war, he took thousands of lives of thousands of men in mecha suits. He'd seen some people who wanted to be avenged come after him before. Sometimes to take his life, to take something he wanted, and even once to hurt Hilde. Just because she was his friend. Most likely, Hilde's problem had more to do with him, than herself. "I'll make some calls, we'll find a way to go to Earth, hang out 'til the new little guy or gal pops out and we'll come back home." Then the dad's genes wouldn't matter. She shook her head, but he wasn't giving her that edge. "I don't want to hear how I shouldn't be involved or anything like that."

"Duo. It isn't your fault. I mean? Maybe it was someone who didn't like you again." She had to admit it, there was no denying it was that.

"They did it to try and drive me away," Duo confronted her. "We both know it. You're a good girl, Hilde, and you've got no boyfriend hanging around lately. Straight up, you don't have to say anything. Why would I leave my partner on Earth to raise a baby while I live the good life up here in the Junkyard? Besides, it'd be boring just being me."